(Author’s note: Life is treating me a bit better. Spring has sprung, and so has the mood to write. Here we go, starting with Today’s Fictioneers!)
When Summer Ends
by Miles H. Rost
Looking down the hill, Itaewon Street was packed for a Sunday afternoon.
Clubbers, university students, foreign workers and teachers, all were gathering in this international section of Seoul. A cross-section of Korean society could be found here most weekends.
Nigerian farmworkers and South African university teachers mingle with Koreans, of both South and North varieties, at barbecue shacks. Americans and Canadians milled about, looking for respite from the arduous week of teaching.
This was the place to be on the weekend, to not feel so alone in a foreign culture. A place to belong.
It still is the foreigners place.
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It is good to have a place where foreigners can feel they belong.
And to mix with the culture as well. Foreigners don’t need to be totally isolated or be in no-go zones.
You paint a vibrant scene. I like the buzz of all the different kinds of people gathering for a day of relaxation.
That’s the normality of the area, not at all what the news portrayed it with the Halloween incident this past October.
I like the idea of the foreigners’ place
A Foreigner’s place, but with the full access of the culture at large. Unlike the no-go zones of many major metropolii.
Cool! I can see this… I pray we will have this diversity everywhere some day! Well done!
It starts with people leaving their hometowns.
With all the mingling it still is the foreigner’s place… this is such a sad sentence and a great ending for the story. All public places should be places for everyone, but in most cultures that’s sadly not yet the case.
Well, Foreigners need to have areas for them to have connections with others from their cultures. Itaewon is more of an international place, rather than a no-go zone or an exclusion zone.
If only there were more places where cultures and nationalities could mix and feel as one.
An excellent take, well done!
Here’s mine!
They’re around. It takes a bit of searching, but once you find it… you feel like you’re home.
I like the concept of intersectionality.